The white shark's figure circled and danced in the air. It was several times more agile than a real shark. As it charged over, the black light on the surface of the bone awls flickered wildly.
Feng Long was shocked. He frantically circulated the Fa Li in his body. His ten fingers pointed at the air, causing the three bone awls to expand several times in size. Only then was he able to block the white shark's attack.
Facing the four groups of people fighting below, neither Ye Tian Mei nor Third Red looked at them. Instead, they were all looking at the heroic woman walking towards the blood-colored figure.
Ye Tian Mei didn't say anything. She knew the potential of her Sect's later stage talent and was extremely confident in her strength.
Although it was the first time the skinny man had seen Zhang Xiu Niang, with his Crystal Level spirit, he could naturally feel the restless sword intent from her. After a moment of shock, he naturally didn't pay attention to the others.
Both of them knew very well that the key to victory was most likely this woman.
At this moment, Zhang Xiuniang held her sword with one hand and walked to within seven or eight feet of the blood-red figure. Only then did she stop. The moment the snow-white sword in her hand began to hum, an astonishing chill emanated from the blade.
A layer of crystal-clear frost began to form on the bluestone ground nearby without a sound.
Seeing this, Third Red's expression became somewhat ugly. He suddenly raised his head and said coldly to Ye Tian Mei in the distance:
"It's an ice attribute totem that specializes in restraining the abilities of our Sea Race. Looking at the sword intent in this girl's body, she is definitely a core disciple of your sect. It seems that Fellow Daoist Ye has been planning this battle for a long time. Otherwise, why would a disciple like her not be cultivating in your sect's secret area? Why would she appear here for no reason? "
"It's not deliberate! I brought this junior with me because I wanted him to gain some experience by my side, but I didn't expect to run into Fellow Daoist and the others. Since when did your clan start cultivating demonic techniques? Such a strong demonic aura, but I wonder what kind of demonic technique it is? "Ye Tian Mei looked at the figure in the blood-colored light, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"There is no need for me to say what kind of technique it is. Fellow will know in a moment." Third Red's eyes flashed slightly.
Seeing this situation, Ye Tianmei narrowed her eyes and stopped talking to him.
At this time, Zhang Xiuniang had already flicked her wrist. With the sound of breaking air, a dozen or so sword lights appeared without any warning and slashed at the blood shadow.
In the face of such sharp attacks, the figure in the crimson light did not dodge. Instead, he suddenly let out a strange howl and rushed toward the sword lights.
His movements were so fast that in a flash, he had closed the distance between him and the woman by half.
Even Zhang Xiu Niang, a genius disciple with a Sword Communication Spirit Body, could not help but be startled by her opponent's strange actions. Fortunately, she was no ordinary person. She subconsciously moved her feet and silently slid a few steps back. At the same time, the longsword in her hand suddenly slashed through the air in front of her.
Immediately, the dozen or so sword lights, under the guidance of the snow-white longsword, suddenly shrank and turned into a sword net that fell down, just in time to cover the charging blood shadow.
With a flash of cold light, the sword net cut the blood shadow into a dozen or so pieces, revealing its true appearance. Impressively, it was a seemingly ordinary man in his twenties. Although the lower half of his body had not turned into a fish's tail, the upper half of his body was covered with green scales, and his eyes had become as red as blood.
Zhang Xiuniang could not help but be stunned at how easily he had killed a seemingly troublesome and strong enemy.
But at this time, there was a "pu" sound from the dismembered body, and a ball of blood essence jumped out without any warning. After a blur, it turned into a blood thread that shot toward the heroic woman.
Zhang Xiuniang was shocked, but with a flick of her wrist, the snow-white longsword in front of her turned into a sparkling sword screen, wanting to block the blood thread.
However, right at this moment, the oncoming crimson threads suddenly shuddered before shattering into countless crimson runes that fluttered through the air in a frenzy.
When Zhang Xiuniang understood what was going on, a large blood-colored glyph formation had already quietly formed around her, trapping her in the center.
The woman shivered, and with a shake of the longsword in her hand, she was about to become one with the sword and leap out of the glyph formation.
But it was already too late.
The moment the blood-colored inscriptions formed, with a hum, layers of blood-colored light screens appeared, trapping the woman within.
At the same time, Zhang Xiuniang felt her body sink, and an invisible restrictive force immediately acted on her body, causing her movements to become more than ten times slower than before. Even moving a finger seemed to be extremely strenuous.
The heroic woman's expression naturally changed greatly, but she immediately activated the Fa Li in her body, and the longsword in her hand became five feet long. Without hesitation, she slashed at the blood-colored light screen.
"Boom!"
The blood-colored light screen shook a few times, but unexpectedly, it withstood the attack as if nothing had happened.
"This is a Blood Inscription Formation! That was a strange corpse just now, not a normal Sea Race member. Fellow Red, shouldn't you give me an explanation? "Seeing this scene, Ye Tian Mei's pupils slightly shrank, and she suddenly asked Third Red in a cold voice.
"Just now, the Divine Secret Niece asked for five people to participate in the battle, but she didn't say that this battle must involve five clansmen. For this battle, we only sent out four people, and this strange corpse is only a spirit pet controlled by one of them. Doing this, in what way does it violate the previous agreement? " Seeing that Zhang Xiuniang was trapped by the blood-colored glyph formation, Third Red was naturally happy, but his face did not reveal anything as he replied.
Hearing this reply, Ye Tian Mei's eyebrows furrowed, but her gaze swept over the figure in the blood-colored glyph formation. She seemed to have thought of something, and in an instant, she became calm again.
"If I'm not mistaken, this strange corpse should not have been completely refined. Otherwise, even a normal Spirit Master would not be able to escape from the blood formation. Right now, this half-finished product probably cannot even display a third of its true power. Fellow, do you really think that this level of formation can trap a junior like me? "
"Is that so? I feel that even this level of blood formation is more than enough to trap this disciple of your sect, unless she can cultivate a powerful technique like the Imperial Sword Technique, otherwise …" The skinny man did not seem to believe it at all, but halfway through his sentence, an earth-shattering sound suddenly came from the blood formation below.
Zhang Xiuniang actually muttered something, and suddenly leapt up, transforming into a snow-white streak of light, and fiercely slashed at the blood-colored light screen, causing a shallow crack to appear on its surface.
"Imperial Sword Technique!" Seeing this scene, the skinny man's expression immediately became uncertain.
However, when he saw the snow-white streak of light circle in the air and reappear on the ground, Zhang Xiuniang did not immediately continue to attack. Instead, she sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to adjust her breathing.
He laughed and said, "This disciple of your sect actually managed to cultivate the Imperial Sword Technique at the Spirit Apostle Stage. Her talent is very high, and I am extremely impressed. However, with her current Fa Li, if she wants to break out of the formation, it will not be something that can be done in a short period of time. And with such a long time, the other battles in the other areas have probably already come to an end. "
After saying this, the skinny man's eyes swept across the other battles.
Ye Tianmei didn't say anything. She also looked at the others with her eyes moving.
In this short period of time, the other battles had clearly come to an end.
Whether it was Hu Chunniang or Feng Long, when faced with Empress Dong and Xuan Zhi's attacks, they were already at a great disadvantage.
The yellow shield in Empress Dong's hand had already been put away at some point, but when she waved the jade scepter in her hands, the white light that surged out had already become the size of a bowl, and from the initial defensive object, it had become a sharp offensive weapon, crazily rolling up and down towards Hu Chunniang.
Although Hu Chunniang was drenched in sweat as she waved the two short swords in her hands into two dazzling cold lights, and set up layer after layer of sword curtains nearby, under the impact of the white light flowers, her body could not help but tremble continuously, as if each white flower was extremely heavy, and she could only bitterly hold on.
At this moment, what Feng Long was facing was no longer the illusion of a white shark, but a giant blue shrimp that was several feet long.
Under the violent attacks of the blue and white giant beast illusions, he could only protect himself with a deathly pale face.
As for Du Hai, he gripped his blade with both hands, and slashed at the green light curtain in front of him like lightning. It seemed as if he had the upper hand, but his expression was extremely ugly.
This was because his opponent, the middle-aged servant, was only holding the turtle shell high in the light curtain with one hand, and with her eyes closed, silently chanting some technique. From start to finish, she had not made a single move to counterattack.
If an attentive person were to observe carefully, they would discover that as the middle-aged servant woman muttered an incantation, the crack in the blood-red light barrier trapping Zhang Xiuniang on the other side was actually slowly mending.
It turned out that the so-called "Ghost Corpse" from before was actually secretly controlled by this middle-aged servant.
It was no wonder that when faced with Du Hai's attacks, other than using the totem in her hand to release a defensive light curtain, she did not make any other moves on the surface.
As for the last battle, it was especially strange.
After consuming the Blood Pill, the giant's cultivation base had increased by nearly 50%, and the seemingly heavy weapon in his hand was as light as a toothpick. Wherever the giant rod passed, it would immediately set off gusts of white, misty gale-force winds.
However, Liu Ming only held a green short sword in one hand, and a yellow light shield appeared on his arm. His body was light as if it was weightless, and he actually moved with the wind in the hurricane. Every time he faced the seemingly impossible to dodge heavy rod shadows, he would twist his waist and dodge them like a feather.
In a short period of time, the giant man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He waved the giant rod in his hand more and more fiercely, wishing that he could hit Liu Ming head on and directly smash him into minced meat.
When Third Red and Ye Tian Mei saw the situation below, their expressions changed.
When the skinny man saw the other battles, he was happy at first, but when his gaze fell on Liu Ming's side, his face darkened.
When Ye Tian Mei saw Liu Ming's performance, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she let out a soft "huh" sound.
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